My heart has been burdened for the past couple of week. I have been weighed down with an aching that I must fight every day to overcome. It is just an evil plot of Satan to keep me from reaching my full potential. But even in the mist of the numbing hurt, I remember my God who has saved me time and time again, and I will not forget the divine calling in my life.
I am so thankful for the friends who are like waves of goodness, carrying me when I am sinking, lifting me and returning me to safe shores.
This is on my heart. In the moments of clarity, I remember what I am meant to do, what I am here to do, and what I long to do, in God.
Isaiah 6:8 Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then said I, Here am I; send me.
Send me.
A Summer Capsule Wardrobe
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1 comment:
the other scripture that frequently humbles me is mary's response to the angel when she finds out she will be carrying and raising the Savior. she doesn't balk. she doesn't say "i'm not up to this" or "it's too much."
how does she respond?
"behold the handmaid of the Lord."
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